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 That night, Qin Sang and Mingyue had evening classes together and studied Taoism.
 Like the Netherworld Sutra, Qin Sang couldn't read it. Fortunately, Taoist Ji Xin could explain it patiently. Qin Sang studied it seriously. He found a piece of charcoal and wrote down what he learned.
 Returning to his room late at night, Qin Sang took out the "Netherworld Sutra" again and compared it with the words he had just learned to understand the meaning of the sutra. It was very difficult, but he never tired of it.
 The next day, Taoist Ji Xin went down the mountain to perform rites and came back at noon, carrying a bag of coarse grains on his donkey. In the afternoon, the bright moon steamed a pot of vegetable wotou and fried a can of salted fish. He helped Taoist Ji Xin pack his luggage and medicine. box.
 On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Sang woke up and saw Taoist Jixin missing. When he asked Mingyue, he found out that he had left at Yinshi. That day, he and Mingyue followed Taoist Jixin's instructions and there were no mistakes.
 On the morning of the tenth day of the lunar month, Qin Sang finally took a break from exhaustion and started playing "Fuhu Changquan" in front of the house early in the morning.
 "Brother, what kind of punch did you hit?"
 Mingyue was holding a bowl of porridge and sitting on the stone next to her, watching Qin Sang's fight against the tiger, feeling a little ready to make a move.
 "This kung fu is called "Fuhu Changquan". Why, the Taoist priest never taught you martial arts?"
 After Qin Sang finished the call, he felt that his whole body was smooth and he wiped the sweat and asked.
 "No," Ming Yue shook her head, biting the tip of her chopsticks, with curiosity on her face, "Senior brother, master also knows martial arts?"
 "How do I know? I've only been here a few days?"
 Qin Sang rolled his eyes and thought to himself that he thought Taoist Jixin dared to go into the mountains to collect medicine and was not afraid of wolves, tigers and leopards, and might have martial arts skills nearby, so he deliberately punched in front of Mingyue to induce him to talk.
 If you know martial arts, there is no reason not to teach it to your disciples. During these two days together, Qin Sang could tell that Taoist Ji Xin loved Mingyue very much and treated him as his own son.
 Is he really just an ordinary Taoist priest?
 "Do you usually only learn sutra chanting and medical skills from the Taoist priest? Have you never learned magic?"
 "Spell?"
 Mingyue looked confused, "I have spent a lot of time reciting sutras and reading Chinese characters. I have also learned hexagrams. I can decipher signatures, hyphenate words, and trace talismans, but I am not skilled at it. Master doesn't dare to let me do it in front of others. I also know the process of rituals. I can do it." I will help Master. Master also taught me how to identify herbal medicines and prescribe medical treatments, but Master said I still have to study for twenty years before I can become a master, otherwise I will waste my life."
 Qin Sang's eyes lit up, "Isn't the talisman a magic spell? The other day I heard that couple say that their house was uneasy, and the Taoist priest gave them a talisman, saying it could attract good luck, avoid disaster, and drive away evil spirits. Isn't this a magic spell?"
 Mingyue chuckled, looked around and then whispered: "Brother, let me tell you, don't go outside and say it. Master said that these are all lies."
 Liar?
 There is a god here!
 Qin Sang said angrily: "If it's not allowed, aren't you afraid that people will come to your door?"
 "It's such a mysterious thing, who knows what is accurate and what is inaccurate?"
 Mingyue shook her head, "Even if someone comes to your door, you can still stop them with words. Senior brother, you will know sooner or later."
 Qin Sang was very injured and was listless all day. Mingyue pestered him to learn "Fuhu Changquan", so she had to promise to teach him once his leg injury healed.
 In the blink of an eye, Qin Sang stayed in the Taoist temple for more than twenty days, and the three masters and apprentices became truly familiar with each other.
 These days, Qin Sang has been working hard to practice boxing, chant scriptures and learn calligraphy.
 In addition to rituals, the Taoist priest also taught him Mingyue's medical skills and the divination and fortune-telling techniques. Only then did Qin Sang confirm that it was all words and deception, and he gave up completely.
 However, the deception contained many insightful truths about world affairs, which also gave him a lot of gains.
 The injury on his leg was getting better day by day, and he no longer needed a cane to walk. He couldn't take any time off, so he first cut down bamboos to use as water pipes to bring water from the stream to the yard, and built a small pool with stones in the yard.
 After trying several solutions, I finally made it.
 Now, Mingyue no longer had to do the heaviest work, and the water in the bamboo tube continued, and the vegetables and herbs in the garden grew better and better. Not only did Senior Brother Mingyue call him more and more affectionately, Taoist Jixin's view of him also changed.
 Then, Qin Sang made a bamboo ladder, climbed up to the roof, and replaced all the broken tiles in the room where the three of them lived.
 Later, he felt that the food in the Taoist temple was too boring, so he thought about making a few tricks, which allowed him to catch a few hares and pheasants.
 Mingyue advised Qin Sang not to kill animals in the Taoist temple, as he would be punished by the master, so Qin Sang had to build an earthen stove next to the stream. Outside the Taoist temple, Taoist Jixin could not control it.
 This world does not have as many seasonings as in the previous life, and he is not good at cooking. The grassy and earthy smell of game is difficult to get rid of, so he can only eat it roasted and sprinkled with salt, and the taste is acceptable.
 Mingyue couldn't bear it and didn't dare to kill, but she dared to eat and it was delicious.
 It's been more than ten days, the leaves have withered, and the weather has turned cold.
 The wind on the mountain blew on them, making it colder than down the mountain. The three masters and apprentices were doing evening classes in the Qingyang Hall. The cold wind penetrated all the way, blowing into the hall, and the flames on the oil lamps flickered.
 Qin Sang stretched, put down his quill, and flicked the lamp. Seeing that it would take a while for the master and apprentice next to him to finish their evening classes, he said softly: "Taoist Master, I will go back to the house and sleep first."
 With that said, he picked up the pieces of paper he had just written on, wrapped himself in his robe, and left the hall. His leg bones had healed and he was planning a trip to Three Witches City.
 Reading changes your destiny.
 In the past month, Qin Sang worked harder than when he was a senior in high school in his previous life.
 Today, I finally recognized and understood all the words in the Netherworld Sutra. Taoist Ji Xin was very knowledgeable, and his knowledge was richer than imagined, and he was willing to teach patiently. Qin Sang was very grateful to him.
 After returning to his residence, Qin Sang first played "Fuhu Chang Fist" to calm down his restless mood.
 Qin Sang has been following Bai Jianglan's instructions and practicing "Fuhu Changquan" every morning and evening without interruption. He obviously feels that his physical fitness has become stronger, but there is no trace of the legendary Qi.
 After punching and washing away the smelly sweat, Qin Sang went back to his room and took out a stack of yellow paper from under the bed, which was full of words. Then he compared it with the book and filled in the last sentence by the moonlight.
 The entire "Netherworld Sutra" has finally been translated.
 Qin Sang held the yellow paper book, her palms trembling with excitement. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and started reading from the beginning.
 Over and over again, without any distractions, he immersed himself in the "Netherworld Sutra", first reading his own translated version, then reading the original version again, speculating little by little, and then revising his own translation.
 Qin Sang didn't dare to practice rashly. Who knew if he made a mistake, he might go crazy.
 Based on his current humble opinion, the "Netherworld Sutra" is indeed a method that guides people to practice. After the exercises in it are completed, there will be a flow of 'Qi' in the body along the meridians, and there are also stories such as Zhou Tian.
 Fortunately, he has been studying medical classics with Taoist Ji Xin, and has some understanding of meridians, acupuncture points, etc., and can barely understand them.
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 A mortal boy strayed into the path of immortality due to an accident, and struggled on the road to seek immortality. 
 The path to immortality is difficult to achieve, and despite many obstacles, his desire to seek the truth remains undiminished. 
 Looking back, the green mountains are still there, and the old bones are all gone. 
 There are two penguin groups below. If you want to join a group, you can join as appropriate.
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 The boundless universe was filled with all sorts of wonders. 
 I, Chen *Ping An, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode! 
 My name is Chen Ping An, Ping An* of Peace, and I am a swordsman. 
 The Midland world was full of wonders. 
 In the center of the world, there was a scholar who had once used a sword to slash out a waterfall of the Milky Way. This was the person he was the most proud of. 
 At the edge of the East Sea’s cliffs, there was a nameless Daoist who was unwilling to ascend to the peak of a mountain. He only wished for a cool breeze to brush against his face. 
 In the Western Pure Land, there was an old monk who liked to treat people to chicken soup and tell stories. 
 In the southern border of the Wilderness, there was a blind painter who controlled golden-armored puppets that were as tall as mountains to move the hundred thousand mountains, creating an embroidered picture. 
 An impoverished youth who grew up in the north. One day, he saw tens of thousands of Sword Kinesis Immortals above him, like a swarm of locusts crossing the border. 
 He wanted to see for himself the scholar that the storyteller had mentioned, the surging tides of the East Sea, the vast swamps of sand in the west, and the majestic mountains of the Southern Wasteland. 
 Thus, one day, the youth picked up the wooden sword and began to descend south. 
 Notes: 
 * Ping An means peace 
 ** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”. 
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 With messy, jumbled-up spiritual qi and the heritage of his cultivation sect lost, the unlucky Qi Ze who found himself stranded on a different world thinking that he had arrived at the worst possible era.
 However, the galaxies here were vast and wide, comprised of millions of solar systems, the social status of nations and individual citizens were completely reliant on the level of technological advancement and the strength of its military.
 Qi Ze then realized that this was the best era: an era belonging to weapons smith cultivators.
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 Two days after landing, I saw a great sun blooming on the earth, and storms, cold waves, famines, hungry ghosts, evil ways, divine dynasties, and demons followed one after another. 
 Yu Ziqing first set a small goal, not to starve to death. 
 Then he will create a strong enough backer for himself, and practice with peace of mind until no one can kill him. 
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 As long as there is enough information, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated.
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 In the most quiet and unobtrusive manner possible. How? By accident.
 Mo Qing, one of her lowest ranking lackeys at that point in time, had killed her after he retrieved the demon sword and unintentionally unleashed the sword’s demonic aura onto the heavily injured Lu Zhao Yao.
 Her quiet and untimely death, coupled with her firm belief that Mo Qing had sneakily betrayed her by lying in the shadows and waiting to strike the final blow and reap all the rewards, nurtured a heavy grievance within her. Lu Zhao Yao refused to head to the underworld and reincarnate, hanging around in the human world in her spirit form.
 Lady Luck, however, had not completely abandoned her.
 One fine day, a female disciple of the Immortal Sect (Zhi Yan) fought with her childhood friend and banged her head onto Lu Zhao Yao’s grave. To Lu Zhao Yao’s utmost delight, she was able to possess Zhi Yan’s body for short periods of time after this.
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 The debt of love in the ninth world will be repaid in this world.
 The school flower, the royal sister, the loli… all of them are my lover in the previous life. Only by repaying the debt of love can I live!
 In order to survive, Yu Mo worked hard!
 Loving the school flower, loving the royal sister, pampering the loli… It’s a lot of fun.
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 “1v1, male and female main body and mind are clean”
 The domineering movie emperor slapped her on the wall, Gao Leng Shangxian doted on her alone, the abstinence school grass forced her to kiss, the evil and charming emperor uncle loved her… Ever since Bai Zhen was bound to the system, it has been a ‘singing song every day’, with back pain all over the body. A soft life.
 Bai Zhen packed her bags and fled all the way, but was dragged back by the fox’s tail.
 Jiuyuan jumped up, smiled, and unbuttoned his shirt slowly, “Since you have the strength to escape, why don’t you come and do something interesting…” 
 The little fox was lying on the bed with a face full of love. 
 The original title of the book is “Quick Transmigration: The Host is a Vixen”
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 "Zero talent at the beginning of the miscellaneous spirit root?" 
 "Very good, full order." 
 "There is no big gift package for newbies, no one can beat it?" 
 "Very good, open the instant kill for me." 
 "Master, are you about to die?" 
 "Very good, no...not good!" 
 "Master, please wake up quickly. I've brought you the Nine Transformations Golden Pill!" 
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 True introduction: 
 Chen Xuanqing has a problem. 
 While others were practicing crazily, he was waiting for the plug-in to recharge. 
 While others were enlightening the secrets, he was waiting for the plug-in to recharge. 
 While others were earning spirit stones, he was still waiting for the plug-in to recharge... 
 Finally, the one-year period was up, and Chen Xuanqing smiled! 
 "Come on, come on, the one who yelled at me before, you are called the Evil Sword Immortal, right?"
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 Darkness’ devouring energy and mysterious space energy.
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 The handsome young man who traveled through time, in that quiet night, listened to the voice of the Tao, attained the Tao overnight, and became an immortal after attaining the Tao!
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